The Arkansaw traveler., 1887-07-02
AMUSING METAPHORS.
Chamners' Journal.

Chamoers' Journal George Stephenson was once askeSt by scientific lady what he considered the most powerful force in nature. ''Oh," said he in a gallant spirit, al will soon answer that question; it is the eye of the woman for the man who loves her; for if woman look with affection on young man, and he should go to the uttermost ends of the earth, the recollection of that look will bring him back. There is no other force in nature that can do that"
 Equally ready with similitude was the negro, who, when giving evil dence in court, was asked about the honesty of neighbor. "l know noth ing against him." was the reply; "but if was a chicken I would roost high when he was hanging around"
 A thoughtful writer describes one- eyed travellers who see a great deal of some particular class of objects and are blind to all others, and adds: "The Irish hunting car, in which the passengers sit back to back, Is n sort of type ot what befalls many tourists in Ireland, Each sees a great deal, and reports faithfully what he has seen on one side of the road, and the other on the other. One will have seen all that is green, and the other all that is orange"
 "A cunning knave can form no mo- ton of nobler nature" says the same writer. "He is like the goats on Robinson Crusoe's island, which saw clearly everything beloe them, but very imperfectly what was above them, so that Robinson could never get at them from the valleys; but when he came upon them from the hilltop, he took them quite by surprise"
 Ridicule, says a German critic, is like blow with the fist; wit, like the prick of a needle; irony, like the sting of thorn; and humor, the plaster which heals all these wounds. All of these qualities may be found in some metaphors.
 Man is said to be an animal that has a mania for getting up societies and making himself president. If the presidency has been already claimed, he contents himself with the position of treasurer. In a cynical old bache- lor's opinion, ideas are like boards men only get them when they are grown up, and women never have any. It was probably another old bachelor who said: "Nature shudders when she sees woman throw stone; but when n woman attempts to split wood, Nature covers her head and retires to a dark and mouldering cave in temp orary despair" A spinster says old bachelors are frozen out old garden CTS in the flower bed of love.
 To say that coquette Is rose bush from which each young beau plucks leaf, and the thorns are left for the husband, is not very compli- mentary. Compliments are the coin that people pay man to his face; sar- casm what they pay him out with be- hind his back.
 A farmer said: "One thing don't like about city folks-thcy bc either so stuck up that yer can't reach 'cm with n haystack pole, or SO blamed friendly that they forget to pay their board"
 A rural old poet said of his lady love, .'Shc is graceful as n water-lily, while her breath is like an armful of clover" An American poet wrote eulogy of Washington, whose glorious life should compose volume as Alps immortal, spotless as it's snows The stars should be its types, its press the age, the earth its binding, and the sky its page. Truly. some American poets go in for marvels of metaphor